My first love… My husband… My heartbreak…. My pain. Feels so easy now. Here… You’re not the cheat, and the liar… I’m not the nag, and the shrew. We’re not old. Or young. There’s no bitterness… or illusions, no need for fear, or hope. We’re just spirits drifting through this perfect earth together….. We can be free of our sad stories. They float away, until they’re like memories from a dream the night before. Shadows under the water. And what’s left is pure life. Life …. is the gift.
—Enlightened
